#66Challenge
I had a dream I was walking along, then I sat down. A doctor (female, Indian) approached me and told me I was pregnant.
I knew it was the truth.
And I was happy. Ageless.
Nothing else involved, and no one else.
All I can think now is that I'm pregnant with the possibility of birthing something new in my classroom, somehow pulling together to grow and learn and thrive.
I'm pregnant with ideas on how to let the kids do the productive struggle instead of me constantly struggling against them. Breathing into, rather than holding my breath.
It will be much like those midnight feedings and even colicky babies you have to drive around in the car to soothe and get quiet calm. In other words, it will be rocky for a while, I am sure.
I am slowly giving birth to what I already know...and what I don't.
This is a sacred time for me, and I need to keep my mind on
love
caring
listening
lifting
and recognizing the
moments of
brilliance.
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